Remarriage: Marrying My Ex's Spouse

Sabrina

I was startled and thought I hit the face of the man when I opened the door. For some reason, he was staring at me intently. "What's wrong?" I ask. I look at my jade hairpin.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Forgive me. Like I said, I can tie your hair for you," he says. That surprises me more. I can tell he's not flirting with me. "Are you really sure you can?" I ask.

He nods. I closed the door and turned my back. "Let's see," I stated.

He didn't say a word. I thought his touch would disgust me or he'd show some nastiness, but he didn't. He gathers my hair and ties it. In just a minute, he finished.

"Can you take a photo from the back? Let me judge your effort," I remarked.

He laughs. I heard a clicking sound, and he handed over his phone. My eyes dilated when I saw how beautiful it was. I look at him. "Are you... ahem!"

I look at him from head to toe. He laughs, which made him beautiful. His chocolate brown eyes were beautiful. It was dangerous yet dreamy. It holds emotions that can make anyone kneel.

He has an oval face shape, a sharp jaw, full lips, and a regal nose. He has long and thick lashes and brows. "I'm Sabrina. Anyway, thank you. I'm sorry for almost hitting your face." He smiled.

"Gabriel, don't mention it. It's my fault anyway. It's been years since I entered this kind of place. I forgot that the door will be open outward," he says. I laugh.

"Thanks for this." I pointed to my hairstyle.

We bowed to each other and went in different directions. I step out of our room to have some fresh air and let my friends enjoy the male models that they ordered. In my entire marriage, I changed completely, but, in the end, I didn't get the chance to tame him.

After eating noodles across the road, I went back and saw my friends dancing with those five male models. I drink my margarita and watch them. Time had passed. All of us were already tipsy. I left them no choice but to call their brothers that will pick them up.

"Are you sure you can manage, little sister?" Big Brother Jude asks. He's Arin's older brother. I made an OK gesture.

"Don't worry about me, big brother. I already called someone to pick me up. Take care! Bye-bye!"

I wave my hand and smile. He smiled as well and drove away. I stood straight and took a deep breath. I had no choice but to sleep in that hotel across the street. I tried my best to walk straight until I reached the hotel. "Welcome to our hotel! What can I help you with, my lady?" she asks happily. I smiled. "One room, please."

We turn our heads, and our eyes meet. I frowned. "I'm sorry, my lady and sir, but we only have one room left. It's on the fifth floor. Sir, you should find another room. This young lady came here first." He smiled.

"No problem. Thank you," he says.

He looks at me and bows his head. I look at him. He was dead drunk. He can't even walk straight! "Wait, Gabriel!"

Gabriel

She was kind. Her beauty complements her kindness. Her arm wraps around my body while mine is on her shoulder. "Wait a sec." She opens the room and helps me as we enter the room. "Oops!" she exclaimed.

I tripped, and she had no choice but to push me on the wall and hold my shoulders. "I'm sorry—hik!"

I shake my head. She's splitting into two. I drank too much while telling my friends how my wife cheated on me last night. That I finally saw her having sex! Not to me, but with her cousin-in-law! I look at the lady in front of me.

"You look like her but much prettier and kinder," I whisper.

"What? You're really drunk. Let me get you in bed," she says. I was dragged and pushed in the bed. She was about to leave when I grabbed her wrist and pulled her down. I got up and crawled on top of her. "What are you doing?!" she asks, panicking. I held her chin.

"Your lips... they look delicious."

I lean closer. I kiss her upper lip first and meet her eyes. "I'll be very gentle..." I whispered.

"You..." She closes her eyes.

The moment my lips land on hers again, it seeks for a searing kiss. Her lips were soft. She tastes like a margarita. I grab her hips and spread her legs using my knee.

Her body was so soft that I wanted to feel her warmth against mine. I grab her wrists and hold them together above her head. I lick her lips and then bite her lower lip softly. She was gasping after breaking that kiss.

"Can I?" I ask.

She might be a stranger, but I already pushed her in this situation, but still, I want to ask for her permission. "Umm..." she replied.

I kissed her forehead, her eyes, and her nose, then gave her a smack on her lips. "Forgive me for my rudeness, but I don't want to stop..."

I lick her earlobe and softly bite her sensitive spot. "I want you, Sabrina."

My other hand unzips her dress as I plant kisses on her neck down to her collarbone. I let go of her hand, and she takes off my coat. I pulled down her dress. I gasped when I saw her half-naked body. I admit it. I was mesmerized and aroused instantly.

Abstaining from sex because of my ex's negligence might be one of the reasons why I get turned on easily. "Or maybe... you're too beautiful for me," I murmured. She pushed me and sat on my crotch. She takes off her dress and throws it on the floor.

"I'm not that beautiful. But you are," she whispered.

She ran her finger on my muscular body and smiled while staring at my abs. "You're of legal age, right?" she asks.

That made me laugh. I held her hips and pulled her closer. "If I'm not, are we stopping?" I tease. She shakes her head.

"Just shut your mouth and you'll be fine. You know what I mean," she replied. I grabbed her hips and pulled her closer.

I lift my head and leave a mark on her upper left boob. "You can trust me. I'm keeping my lips shut. In return... satisfy me, my lady." She claimed my lips this time. I'll fall for this trap. Let's just hope that we won't meet again.